Ling Yanyan's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly shook, and the chopsticks fell to the ground. "What's wrong?" Feng Zhiming looked at her and called the waiter to replace her with chopsticks.
"It's nothing." Ling Yanyan just suddenly felt a pain in her heart and a very uneasy feeling.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Feng Zhiming's hand went to her smooth forehead, "You don't have a fever! Are you feeling uncomfortable due to the sun at noon?"
Seeing his eager concern and panic, Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'm so nervous!" She held his big hand with her cold little hand.
He was so strange today, "Is there something wrong with you?" Ling Yanyan always felt that he was unusual today.
Feng Zhiming shook his head, "What are you thinking about? Eat quickly." Looking at the still full meal in front of her, he frowned in displeasure and pursed his lips.
Looking at Ling Yanyan in front of her, she still can't remember the past. What was the relationship between him and her in the past? Did the two people in the past love or hate?
Wang Xueyi's words are no longer credible.
Divorce? Does he want a divorce because of Yanyan? Is it the little woman in front of him who affects his heart with every move he makes?
Wang Xueyi was sitting in the living room of the villa. It was almost midnight. He probably wouldn't be back today. Would he not appear here again?
Everything seems to have gone off track.
At this time, two dazzling car lights flashed into the villa. She quickly walked to the door and saw Feng Zhiming taking a long step and getting out of the car gracefully.
"Zhi Ming, you're back." She greeted him with a smile.
Feng Zhiming ignored her, walked into the room and sat in the living room, "Are you waiting for me?" He lit a cigarette and said lightly.
"I'm worried about you." Wang Xueyi sat down next to him and reached out to hold him, but he avoided her without leaving a trace.
"Zhi Ming, I am your wife, you believe me, right? Ling Yanyan, she is a bitch, she only follows you for your money. She got close to you on purpose." Wang Xueyi yelled at him
With.
"Do you have any evidence to prove it?" Feng Zhiming looked at her coldly.
"You want evidence? Okay, I'll take you there." Wang Xueyi pulled him to the second floor, the innermost room of the corridor, opened the door, and it was full of photos, but he could tell that it wasn't
Yanyan.
"Zhi Ming, all the photos here are of Yuqing, your beloved Yuqing, who is also my good sister. Eight years ago, she was pregnant with your child and died in a car accident. She asked me to take care of you and marry me.
, you have fulfilled your promise to Yuqing, even if you don't love me, I will stay with you willingly, because I love you!" Wang Xueyi returned all the photos to their original positions, these photos can save his
Heart?
Feng Zhiming walked into the room and looked at the photos and the words written under each photo. Those words were indeed his.
Sure enough, the two people look very similar.
"This is the space you gave Yu Qing. It's the place you come to when you miss Yu Qing." Wang Xueyi hugged his waist from behind.
"Zhi Ming, don't leave me, I really love you! Yanyan's appearance is not accidental, she got close to you deliberately." She completely slandered Ling Yanyan.
Feng Zhiming threw her away, "Do you think I will still believe you? I don't love you at all." He looked at her coldly, he didn't love her! If he loved her, why would he hate her approach?
, if he loves her, why doesn't he have any feelings for her?
"No! You love me! You are just confused by Ling Yanyan now. One day, you will remember that the only person you love is me." Tears slid down her cheeks, and her face looked pitiful.
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Feng Zhiming held her face with his hands, "Then wait until one day, I think of you." There was no tenderness in his voice, only a touch of coldness.
"Then do you still want to be with Ling Yanyan?" Wang Xueyi asked him.
Feng Zhiming didn't answer, but she already understood.
He will still be with Ling Yanyan, whether there is Ling Yanyan in his memory or not, he will go to be with her.
He left the room, drove away, and drove back to his apartment in the city.
Ling Yanyan was wearing a white lace nightgown and sitting barefoot on the long blanket in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He went back today and left after getting off work and seeing her back.
He wrapped his arms around his legs, rested his chin on his knees, and stared at the night outside the window.
Feng Zhiming walked into the room and saw her posture. After a long time, she still didn't move. He walked forward and picked her up, "Ah..." Ling Yanyan exclaimed, "It hurts.
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Feng Zhiming placed her gently on the bed and turned on the crystal chandelier, "Where does it hurt?"
"My legs are numb." Ling Yanyan pouted, "How come you don't make any sound when you walk?" If it weren't for the good security here and the only way to get in was through his fingerprint recognition, she would be really worried.
Feng Zhiming gently rubbed her calf, "It's not that I don't make any noise when I walk. What are you thinking about? Are you thinking about me?"
"I didn't think about anything." Ling Yanyan shook her head.
"You clearly miss me, why don't you admit it?" Feng Zhiming stared at her pretending to be unhappy.
"No way!" Ling Yanyan's fair face was stained with a blush.
Feng Zhiming held her in his arms, "Isn't it bad to admit that you miss me?"
She leaned tightly into his arms, and only his breath could make her feel at ease.
Three days later, the gauze on Ling Yanyan's forehead was removed, and the wound had healed. "Fortunately, no scars were left." Rough fingers touched the still smooth forehead.
"That car..." Ling Yanyan looked at him. She had long known that the car had been taken back from the repair shop, but it was nowhere to be seen.
"It's scrapped." Feng Zhiming glared at her fiercely before spitting out a few simple words.
Ling Yanyan grimaced, "That's my car."
"I know." Feng Zhiming drove the car and left the hospital.
"Since you know this, why did you scrap my car without my consent?" Ling Yanyan glared at him unhappily, while Feng Zhiming, who was driving the car, pretended not to notice.
Ling Yanyan saw that he didn't say anything, "What should I do if I go out in the future?"
"I'll see you off. No matter where you go, I'll see you off." Feng Zhiming stretched out a hand to hold her hand and continued to drive.
"Overbearing." The car accident was an accident. Why didn't she even let her drive the car?
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly and continued to drive, but his cell phone suddenly rang. He pressed the answer button on the Bluetooth headset, "Li Rui, say."
"President, we are already here, do you want to go back to the apartment directly?"
"No, we'll go pick it up." Feng Zhiming hung up the phone and turned the car around.
"Aren't you going back to the company?" Ling Yanyan asked. The company is almost here, where are you going?
Feng Zhiming nodded, "Go pick up someone first." He stepped on the accelerator and drove towards his destination.
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